Janus Day

yesterday

the clan gathered,

to pay homage

to show its love

and shower respect

on Joan, ninety-five,

four generations

full forty hearts

seeking audience

with our matriarchal

Santa Claus,

great grandchildren

scattered around her feet

like toys and dolls,

each looking up

into watery eyes

still sharp as tacks,

today, a day later

I’m moved to hear

the Moody Blues

To our children’s

children’s, children

a short step back in time,

somehow it seems

incredibly appropriate

Published by grahamrsherwood